More Oral After the Exam Ch. 06

Meanwhile Cindy came over and gave me a hug. While the floor was still spinning, that slight gesture of compassion was enough to give me some footing. Her touch was exactly what I needed at that moment. The tiny blonde patted me on the back and withdrew.

"You do have some decisions to make, dearie," Cindy offered gently.

The words tumbled from my mouth. "What do you think I should do?"

Cindy shrugged. "If you want to keep Jessica you'd better see her at one o'clock on Valentine's Day. Ignoring her or putting her off would send the wrong signals. You need commit to that day and really try to figure things out beforehand. You'll know what to do from there. I'm pretty sure you won't string either of the girls along."

I nodded.

Time to figure things out.

*****

I was pacing back and forth across my living room when I heard the knock at my door. Despite my conflicted emotions I couldn't help but be excited. Jessica was here to see me. My quandary and everything else could fall away for the day. The mess would be waiting when I returned back to Earth. So I opened the door with a flourish.

Jessica didn't say a word. Instead she leapt into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. Catching her, I tumbled backwards. I fell against the wall, holding her frame tight to me.

The blonde squealed deliciously and pressed her lips to mine. I fell into the kiss instantly. Soft and wet, she poured herself into me. Need rose to our fevered touch. Sure as I knew anything else, I craved her. My body ached, consuming this moment, drinking it in with the fullness of my being.

"Oh Professor," Jessica murmured softly. Her voice was a whisper, barely rising over the hum of my apartment's heater. The words were a secret just for me.

My hand slid up her back and cradled her head. I dug my fingers into Jessica's hair, savoring the silky feel of her flaxen locks. Jessica purred as her pink beret dropped to the floor.

When our tongues touched they began to dance. They spun and swirled greeting each other with a gentle, wanting caress. Warm and moist, her breath poured into me. I returned the gesture, sharing my same essence with her.

I heard a giggle outside my still open apartment door so I broke the kiss. A couple from upstairs was passing by. Jessica and I locked in our feverish embrace must have made for quite a spectacle. The couple grinned in slight embarrassment at our predicament. The guy gave me thumbs up. I think I heard him say, "Well played," on his way outside.

Slowly, I let Jessica slide down my chest and closed the door.

"Hello to you too," I smirked before giving Jessica a bonus peck on the cheek. "Do you ever stop being naughty? You love creating a scene, don't you?"

"Like this, Professor?" Jessica asked. The blonde had turned around, giggled, and bent over to pick up her discarded hat.

Knowing that she had my full attention, she wiggled her tush playfully. She straightened up again and crossed over into my living room. On her way, Jessica pirouetted and posed. The girl couldn't help it; she was always picture-perfect.

Unabashedly, I let my eyes roam over her perfect form. Blonde hair spilled freely over her shoulders. Jessica was wearing a white overcoat that was belted snugly around her slender waist. Other than blue jeans and black boots I couldn't see what she was wearing underneath. A pink scarf was tied loosely around her neck. Jessica was a perfect vision bundled up for fun in a winter wonderland.

"Like what you see?" Jessica flirted, as she batted her eyes.

"Absolutely."

"Good boy. Are you ready for today? Do you have everything totally planned? Where are we going? Hmm... I bet we're headed for the city. Will you tell me if I'm warm or cold?" The girl rushed on excitedly, looking at me expectantly.

"Umm..." What was this? Jessica's note had seemed to indicate that she was running the show. I hadn't anticipated needing to set things up. Shit.

Jessica sauntered back across the room and stopped in front of me. She pointed at my chest and I looked down. That's when she raised her finger and bopped me on the nose.

Jessica laughed. "Oh silly Professor, you're so gullible. Stop being so totally serious," she said, her voice light and frothy. "You weren't supposed to do anything. I was just playing."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks," I mock grumbled.

"And don't be a sour puss either," Jessica continued. "We're going to have fun."

Grinning, I nodded. "I've been looking forward to it. Since I got your note, I've thought of almost nothing else."

"Really? Not even Kari?"

"Who?"

"The blonde who, like delivered the Valentine to your class. She told me what she said. And yes I think Kari was totally telling the truth; she wants to blow you again."

"Oh?"

"Yuppers. You like that?"

"Well it's good information to know, I guess," I grinned.

"Uh huh," Jessica smirked, sarcasm dripping from her voice. "But I have a really, really important question for you Professor. Did you clean your pipes?"

"Come again?"

"You heard me. Your pipes? Are they clean?" Jessica asked again.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

Jessica giggled lightly and said; "Shan and me and a couple of girls were watching Something About Mary last night. There's that scene when Ben Stiller whacks off to clear his head before going out on his big date. If he hadn't, he'd be so horny the entire time. He might've made a fool of himself while hanging with Cameron Diaz. Jizz affects the male brain or something, right? You know what I mean? Do guys actually do that?" She asked, expecting an answer.

My mouth fell open in shock. But nothing Jessica said should have surprised me. She was always so candid, yet so innocent looking.

"I guess they do," I answered. "I have occasionally."

"Before a date?"

"Yeah."

"Cool. Did you do it today?"

"Um, no."

"Sweet. Do you mind if I help you with that?"

"Really?"

She nodded, smiling so devilishly.

"I certainly wouldn't object. Should we take this to the bedroom?"

Jessica laughed as she dropped to her knees. She placed her beret back on her head and said, "No that's ok. It shouldn't take too long. I'll just suck you off and we can be on our way. We can make it quick. Just try not to mess up my make-up too much."

Jessica tugged on the metal tab of my zipper and reached inside my pants. She fished out my cock and swallowed the hardening flesh in a single gulp. One hand cupped my balls while the other spun around my shaft in a circular motion. There was zero hesitation. Her tongue moved with lightning fast flicks, prodding that sensitive spot underneath the head.

My teenage temptress was right. A few short minutes later I was ready to blow. I gave Jessica a warning, but she kept right on sucking. My dick was firmly hoovered into the back of her throat.

I looked down and there she was: a blonde snow bunny all bundled up for winter weather. There was something so very naughty about seeing my former student completely dressed while servicing my dick on her knees.

I couldn't last. I placed my hands on either side of my blowjob queen's head and grunted. A moment later several shots sprang from the tip of my cock. One, two, three - the ropes of jizz fired off down her throat. Jessica gulped down my juice without any trepidation.

Standing up, Jessica looked me in the eye. A small trickle of nut dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Naughty girl. I panted and wiped up the missed cum with my finger. Jessica grinned and licked it away before saying, "You feel better, Professor? Are you ready for like the funnest day ever?"

"If the rest of the day is like this I'm not sure I can handle it," I gasped. My dick bobbed up and and down, still twitching from my orgasm.

Jessica giggled, "But I'm sure you'll try."

*****

I hadn't known what to expect from Jessica, but she once again surprised me.

She had borrowed a car from one of her sorority sisters. I'd offered to drive, but Jessica wouldn't hear of it. She cranked up the tunes and squealed out of my apartment complex. I guess sex wasn't the only thing she liked to do fast.

Jessica may have had many talents, but singing wasn't one of them. The girl was tone deaf. Best of all, though, she didn't care. With the volume at full blast she emphatically belted out the words to a favorite hit. Her words were sung loud, with feeling. Jessica whipped her blonde hair back and forth and banged on the steering wheel to the beat of the bubblegum words.

"Don't stop, make it pop. DJ, blow my speakers up. Tonight I'mma fight 'til we see the sunlight. Tik Tok on the clock but the party don't stop, no."

I sat back and studied Jessica. The girl was giddy with contagious enthusiasm. She took my hand as we drove. I played with her fingers and a winsome smile lit up her face. They were so small in my hands. I knew at that moment I didn't want to be anywhere else.

Jessica swerved into a parking lot and slammed on the brakes.

The poor car skidded and I rocked forward. Jessica turned to me and apologized, "Oops, I got a little excited. Sorry about that. I go too fast for my own good sometimes."

"Sure." I chuckled.

"Don't laugh at me, Professor."

"Sorry."

"We're here." She gestured over the steering wheel out the windshield.

Most of the terrain surrounding the university is flat farmland. We however, were at one of the very few hilly spots in the area. Jessica had driven us to a park just outside of town.

The ground was blanketed with a thick layer of snow. I cupped my hand over my eyes from the gleaming white glare, Jessica popped on a stylish pair of sunglasses that hid most of her face.

Jessica got out and opened the trunk; then she pulled out a large, wooden sled. She gave it to me to carry and then took my other hand. Treading carefully so we wouldn't slip, I followed her to a shelter at the top of the hill.

A few dozen other people had the same idea to frolic in the winter weather. College students, families, and even a few "adults" had all decided to make the most of the fresh, powdery snow.

When I was a kid there was a large hill in the back of my house.

Every winter I would be bursting with excitement, waiting for snow to fall. At the first opportunity, I grabbed my sled and climbed to the top of the hill. With glee I'd push off. My blood raced as I sailed to the bottom. The wind whipped past me. I'd howl feverishly, braying to the icy gods.

Although occasionally I'd take a tumble, most often I'd slide my Flyer to a smooth finish. Hour after hour I'd sled down that hill. My skin would flush with the cold; a chill leaked into my bones. That didn't matter; I'd stay to squeeze in just a few more rides. In the end, my mom had to call me inside. The third or fourth time she would demand that I came NOW. No arguing there. Hot cocoa would be waiting, of course. Clomping into the kitchen, I shook off the snow. Meanwhile I planned for the next day. Eventually my mind would stop racing sometime after dinner, and I'd drift off to sleep dreaming of infinite snowy possibilities.

"How did you know?" I asked, my eyes wide with bubbling excitement.

Jessica shifted nervously on her feet. "I remember you talking last semester about how you liked to go sledding when you were a kid."

"Thank you."

"You like it? I've been hoping you would," she said softly.

"It's perfect," I answered. And it truly was.

Jessica lit up. "Good," she gushed before putting her arms around me. Jessica planted a kiss squarely on my lips. She was warm and soft in my arms, with the faintest scent of vanilla. I fell into that joining, holding her tight, brandishing our bodies against the frigid air.

We parted and I could feel eyes upon us. Oddly, this was one time when we hadn't tried to put on a show. I felt a little sheepish as I took Jessica's hand.

She was blushing as I said, "C'mon, let's give this sled a try. You totally know what to do, right?"

"I think I've got it covered."

"Sweet. Just teach me everything you know, Mr. Winter Expert. We don't have these things in my hometown - just corn. Bleah! So I can't wait to sail down this hill with you."

I laid stomach-side down on the sled's wooden slats and told Jessica to get on top of me. With a gleam in her eye she obeyed my command. Jessica pressed her body into mine. She wrapped her arms tightly around me, clutching my body close. I could feel her muscles flex as she squeezed me with anticipation. The mist of her breath warmed my neck.

I pushed off with my legs. The initial movement was slow but we quickly built momentum. My heart began to race. Jessica clung to me even tighter. She let out a yell and we were flying; we sailed on a sheet of white.

But it couldn't last. It had been a long time since I'd been on a sled. My steering was rusty. We hit a minor bump and flew into the air. For an instant we were without weight. Naturally Jessica and I took a tumble and wound up in a heap. A snow bank broke our fall, so there was no harm done. Instead we just laid there holding each other and laughing so hard it hurt.

"That was awesome," I declared, wiping away some wind bitten tears.

Smiling, Jessica leaned over and planted a fresh kiss upon my lips. My hands slid over her body as kissing once again took over. The fever set in. She was so cuddly and snuggly, a perfect dream.

"You want to do it again," she purred in my ear. Jessica's hand slid down the front of my pants. Through the fabric, her fingers strummed along the length of my shaft.

Despite the cold, my cock was getting the best of me. My pants were suddenly very uncomfortable. Sledding had been so important just a few minutes ago. Now it could wait. I wanted nothing more than to take this delicious, teen goddess right there in the snow. Would it later look like we had been making snow angels? So much for cleaning the pipes, I thought.

"There are a lot of people," I offered, but I wasn't seriously worried about being caught. I kissed her neck and moved to nibble on her ear. My hand gripped her slender hip like a vise.

Jessica laughed and slapped my hand away. She sat up and admonished, "When I said 'do it again' I meant sledding, silly! C'mon Professor. You can't tell me you are already getting horny again? Just because I like touched your Johnson and whispered in your ear? You filthy, fucking perv."

The blonde tease stood up and quickly bounced away. I sat aghast at my tormented state. Dammit, I was hard and ready. Blue balls would surely be my fate for the next few hours.

Jessica waved for me to follow and ran up the hill. What's a guy to do?

Shaking my head, I picked up the sled and followed. I couldn't help but grin.

Jessica and I spent the rest of the afternoon going up and down the hill. After the initial rush of sledding excitement passed, I came to a realization. Jessica had concocted a really special plan. She had listened to me and thought about an activity that we could do together. Of course she had made plans before, but this time was different. While I was in a constant state of lust this afternoon, sex was not the primary goal. Today we weren't just fuck buddies; we were doing something as a couple.

The sky was dimming around five o'clock. While she hadn't said anything, I could tell that Jessica was getting tired. So I brushed the snow from my pants and sat on a picnic table under the shelter. The sky was a fiery palate of pinks, oranges, and purples. Jessica joined me and I took her hand. Most of the other people sledding had gone. We were alone there to gaze at the day's end.

I turned to face Jessica. Her eyes looked back at me, searching. I smiled and held her hand to my lips. I kissed each knuckle, lightly. Her skin was tender upon my mouth. Jessica smiled appreciatively before we turned back to watch the sky for another few minutes. Our bodies were almost touching. We sat there in silence, ruminating over the perfection of the moment.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jessica shiver. I pulled her tight to me and rubbed her shoulders. Gazing up at me, she breathed a smile. We kissed lightly before I asked, "Ready to go?"

"No," she said, shaking her head, "but I think I'll freeze if I stay out here much longer. I wish we could be like this forever though."

I squeezed her hand and nodded in agreement. "But we wouldn't want you to get hypothermia. What fun would that be?"

"Not much, I guess. But then you'd have to strip me out of these wet clothes and get me under some blankets, and have to use your body heat to keep me warm, right? I think I heard about that on some show on the Discovery channel."

"Ok Jessica, we might have to stick around a little longer then. How long do you think until the chills really set in? I need your skin to turn blue."

"I'm not a smurf!" The blonde punched me lightly on the arm and then gave me a peck on the cheek to make up for it. "All right, you dork," she giggled, "You said it. Let's go."

"Back to my apartment?"

"Nope," she said. After seeing my face fall, though, Jessica laughed. "Oh you're pathetic, Professor. Don't worry. I think you'll totally be getting some tonight. It's Valentine's remember? But we're going somewhere else."

"Are you planning for us to meet up with Shannon or one of the others? If so, I'd rather not. Don't take this the wrong way; while the time we've spent together in a group has been fun I'd prefer that tonight just be about you and me. Alone."

A grin filled Jessica's face. "Awwww... You're sweet," she murmured, before kissing me briefly. She continued, "Well good. I planned to keep you all to myself tonight. The girls were sad, but they understood. That means no bonus pussy for you.

"Maybe on some other night, though? Bonus pussy suddenly seems like a good idea right now."

"Silly. Like bonus pussy would ever really sound bad. I get it. You're a guy. Geez... All right. You can have extra sorority poon some other night, but that's only because I'd want some too," Jessica sighed, bemusedly. "Now let's go before I totally like turn into an ice cube."

I was surprised when we pulled into a hotel parking lot. Jessica grabbed a large duffle bag from the trunk and told me to follow her. She led me to the front desk and requested a key under her name. The receptionist slid a small, white envelope across the counter and we were off to our room.

Standing in the hallway, I picked up Jessica. She squealed as I cradled her in my arms. She unlocked the door and I pushed it open. A moment later we crossed over the threshold.

Soft music played in the dim, candle lit room. The faint aroma of vanilla hung on the air. Rose petals and a box of chocolate rested on the king sized bed. An alcove lined from floor to ceiling with mirrors was at the far end of the room. In the center of that was a Jacuzzi big enough for two.

"Candles? How?" I asked.

"A couple of sisters owed me a favor. When you weren't looking, I texted them so they would know we were almost on our way. So they came by to add a few finishing touches."

"I'd like to give you a few finishing touches," I retorted.

Jessica snorted and giggled. She couldn't help herself.

Before I set her to the floor I leaned in and enticed Jessica with a long, soul-searching kiss. Her eyes sparkled in the candlelight as she stood in front of me. While walking past me towards the tub my teenage temptress goosed me, and I jumped.

"Silly boy," she teased.

Smirking mischievously, Jessica pulled a bottle of Mr. Bubble from her bag and passed it to me. "Why don't you use this, and like fill up the tub? I've been dying to use it. All of the sisters keep bragging on and on about getting laid in a hot tub. I think it's time I was able to carve out that notch in my bedpost. I'm going into the bathroom to freshen up. Then I'll totally join you. Sound good?"